A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
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And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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Pata na chala wp kab kisi or ka naseeb hone lage

Ek pal me unhone hamein bhula diya

AYE WATAN AYE WATAN

Jalte bhi gaye, kehte bhi gaye

Aazadi ke parwaane

Jeena to usi ka jeena hai

Love me like you mean it

Where gilded autumn dazzles hazy morning 

And golden leaves sprinkle on marigold bea

TUM LOT KAR MAT JANA

तुम आओ तो

इस बार लौट कर मत जाना।

saadgi ka soch

तू कर रहा सफ़र ,करके बन्द दरवाज़ा

She Is The Best

Her nature is the best.

Her smile has life.

Her eyes are full of love.

Sh

TUMHARE KHWAB

Tumhare khwabon mein..

Aasra mil gaya hai..

Tumhare ehsaas ne..

Manzil di

A Broken Heart

How do I mend a broken heart?

My entire world has fallen apart.

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A Time To Talk

When a friend calls to me from the road

And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,

A Broken Heart

How do I mend a broken heart?

My entire world has fallen apart.

How do I find hop

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